Story is basically a recount of my daily journal.
Day 1-Flew in at 11am hiked towards valley I wanted to try. Made it to the pass and camped on top at 4500ft will drop into the valley in the morning. Saw 30 ewes and lambs and 2 sub-legals. Hiked about 8hrs.
Day 2- Dropped into valley, hiked to head of valley and up a glacier, saw where 2 people had walked the same place I'm walking, great. Crossed river at glacier to other side of valley. No rams, all ewes with very few lambs. Found where the other hunters skinned out a sheep head and left it on a sand bar, great. Weather is getting bad, wind 25kts and rain, fog. Make early camp 4pm, can't see the mtns. anymore. Tent sucks!
Day 3- Stuck inside tent all day. Went for a walk from 4-6pm thought the weather was improving but it's not. Wind, fog and rain all day.
Day 4- Still raining but good visibility, left tent at 8am went up mountain and found some good looking country but no rams this drainage seems to be a nursery. I decide to move and head back to the LZ and in a different direction. Broke camp went back and camped at same place as day one. 13 hours hiking and 2 climbs to 4500-5000 very tried. Both seals went out on the binos, fogged on the inside and range finder not working. Cold night, need warmer bag.
Day 5- Woke to ice on tent but skies are clear. Got all my stuff dried out. Heading back to LZ. Saw a ram and diverted towards it for a better look. Maybe legal on one side but short on the other, not a sheep I want. I decided to take a different way back to the LZ, big mistake. Found the grand canyon , took and extra 6 hrs to back track. Finally back to LZ and into a different valley. Kill 2 ptarmigan with rocks and grill over fire, yum yum. Just what I needed some meat and not freeze dried. Had another long day but not like day 4.
Saw a half curl and more ewes and lambs.
Day 6- Woke up at 7, ate some oatmeal and took off feeling very optimistic. Started up a small valley and creek that I named " valley of the rams" just because I was thinking very positive. Not long after I spot 2 rams at the head of valley low on a moraine. Need to get close to see if legal. Close the distance and put the scope on them, one is not legal but the other is very close still need to get closer to tell. While I was busy putting the sneak on the rams I realize that I was getting tunnel vision and not looking around at the surrounding hills. So I stop and turn around for a look, busted, 11 rams up on a hill about 700 yds away. I hunker down and get the scope out, the 10 I can see well are all subs but one has his head down and out of view, then his head comes up, Bingo! I sneak back down the creek and out of sight. The subs that saw me don't seem concerned. It looks like a perfect setup, I can walk back down the creek and up the high bank and the rams are just at the top on a gentle hill side. The wind is perfect and the sun at my back. I scramble up the bank, adrenalin is really pumping now, put on my whites and belly crawl with scope and rifle to the top of a little bump. I can see all the rams now. 3 are real close 150 or so, one is around 200 and the rest are about 300 bedded down on the hill side. The sheep at about 200 has his head down and is in a divot so all I can see is the top of his back. I'm sure it's the full curl I saw from below, just waiting for his head to come up. I just lay there and wait, all the subs see me but must think I'm another sheep. Then I hear a super cub coming, NOOO!!! but it passes by without scaring the sheep. The ram walks down into the divot and out of sight but I can tell by the terrain that it will feed out and probably bed down by the others. It's very hard to be patient and lay there but I know it's best. About 5 minutes go by, he emerges. One last look, good. Bang, roll, hunt is over! Shot at 12pm back at LZ @ 5pm with sheep and camp.
Day 7 - Fly home!
Dead sheep is in lower right of pic